[Hook]
It's I against the world, and I'm strapped... yeahI bring all my guns... shoot mothers, fathers, babies, damn!
Black hand guns to serve, we could see
But we are so blind to the signs they tryin' to lose the world
And we will walk right up with our guns, yup, hand n' hand, yeah
We'll march right after the drum, but I don't need no band
Nigga, Drought 3